Hard to believe another year’s passed…

One of my friends had her 31st birthday back in June. The four of us were out at dinner, having just seen some truly awful movie (most likely Step Up: Revolution) and the conversation turned to age and how awful it was to be 31. Really? I didn’t think 31 was all that bad. It was just another year.

Pretty sure 32 will be the same as 31. Anyway. Remember these from last year? No? Well, allow me to refresh your memory:

1) Finish the editing for Vanishing. Not only was I going to finish that, I was going to finish the edits on the Shadowdemon trilogy and Iron Jewel. For the most part, I succeeded. I finished edits on both Shadowhunter and Iron Jewel. I haven’t even started edits on Shadowwarrior, but whatever. I completed three additional manuscripts plus a short story. And while yes, I did succeed on my initial goal of finishing the edits for Vanishing, I’m not completely satisfied with it. Still. A win is a win, even if that win is a result of incompetent replacement refs.

2) Take better care of myself. So…this is sort of a fail. I did better, for a while. That’s usually the case when people make some sort of body/diet/health promise to themselves, isn’t it? The BF and I were talking a few weeks back, and we realized we hadn’t been on a single hike this past summer. Which is a crying shame, considering how many beautiful (and easy) hikes there are around here, and the weather this summer was better than the previous one. I’m still going to give myself a failing grade for this one.

3) Find a new job. Again with the fail. This one, however, is sort of beyond my control. I’m doing the best with what I’ve got, but the fact of the matter is, I’ve got a specialized skill set when it comes to human resources, and those niche positions aren’t as prevalent as a basic generalist or even a specialist position. Not to mention the job market still sucks balls.

4) Find representation. I wonder if I ought to just facepalm it for the rest of this post, because, yeah, mark another fail in this column, too. Which isn’t really fair. I’ve actually met with more success this year than I’d anticipated, and in light of my recent revelation an agent may not be necessary at this stage of the game, I don’t feel too badly about it. I do think, had I put more work into it, I could have had more interest at this point. On the other hand, I took first place in one contest, second in another, and received several requests for fulls and partials from pitch contests. Not too shabby for my first year of navigating the publishing waters, if I do say so myself.

5) Actually do some good. Oh lord, here’s the major facepalm. All I did this year was make a few loans to Kiva. That’s it. So we’re not even going to get into this.

Now for next year’s goals:

1) Complete the first draft of The Sparrowwood Sessions. I need a different challenge. While War Heroes was, ultimately, a story about love, it wasn’t a romance. And I loved the challenge of it. Who knew it was possible to fall in love with characters in a mere 11,000 words? But I did. And I’m really looking forward to getting to know them better.

2) Secure a publishing contract. Lofty, certainly, especially on the heels of my previous goal of finding representation. Ultimately, though, I think this one is much more doable.

3) Finish Roberto Bolano’s 2666. I read the first part almost two years ago. I think it’s about time I finish the other four parts, don’t you?

4) Buy my first house. This has always been the BF’s goal more than mine (I don’t particularly care where I live, as long as the roof doesn’t leak and there’s heat), but he’s tired of renting. So we’ve been saving, and saving, and while we’d initially hoped we’d have enough to put a down payment on a place this year, when our lease on our old place ran out in July, we ended up moving into a cheaper place instead. BF wants to buy when our lease runs out. Depending on how things shape up, money-wise, over the next few months, it could be another six months to a year beyond his end date. We’ll see. It’d be nice to say this time next year I’m typing my blog posts from the comfort of my own living room that I bought, but we’ll have to see.

There you have it. My goals for birthday number 32. I’ve got until birthday number 33 to make them happen. We’ll see if the next few months bring on the epic fail or the epic win.

4 thoughts on “Hard to believe another year’s passed…

  1. Seems like there are two themes that underlie your goals: You want to be a better person and you want to be a better writer. Since both of those are life-long processes and you’ve made progress in both areas, I figure it’s a win-win…
    Happy birthday!

    1. I was surprised at how much easier it is to meet birthday goals rather than New Year’s resolutions. Don’t know about becoming a better person, but if that’s a side effect of all this, who’m I to complain? 🙂

  2. Happy Birthday! Those sound like excellent goals. I didn’t mind turning 31, and I’m sure 32 won’t be so bad either, but I am struck by how quickly time is passing. I feel like I graduated from college about 2 or 3 years ago, not 10, and that my girls are wee babies, not the mini-adults they are today. It all happened in the blink of an eye.

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